Electric Minded

As this wasn't even on the writing prompt I figured I would go back and relate a little better. These last 3 weeks I haven't done homework. I pounded through all my 5 week class in 2 weeks and it was beautiful. I had a wonderful 3 weeks homework free. Now... at the height of my stress, my job, and my tutoring (btw I started that the other day) I find that the last thing I want to do is take a class. I wish this class would open its doors so I could pound through it and get back to living. But life doesn't normally give you those options. So we will see how this class goes. But this feeling of unknowns and unwanting feels the same way that going to school in August felt all those years ago. I hated it, I resented it, I didn't want to start again because I had freedom and it was beautiful. 

I know how important education is, but so is experience and although I am all for year round schooling I think people forget to let their kids experience life outside of a classroom and challenge them in little ways all their own. 

(Sidenote: I find it interesting that most of my writing these days is geared towards the education of others. Maybe it always was and now that i have made that connection its hard to turn it off. It used to be more feeling based, i wanted to teach you through my feelings so maybe I didn't tap out of my writing but rather my feelings. Something to think about....)